Running around the floor by yourself is crazy, good thing I have all my regular soldiers with me, and the floor is shiny enough, I can even use my roller blades…
Mid noon, Mr. H passed by my station rolling with his walker and greeted me “Happy Easter”, happy Easter too I said.
I threw him a very straightforward pun known between the two of us– “will you have a fresh Bunny or the spoiled one?”
“Nahhh, she will divorce me soon”.
Mr. H is pretty new in my Clinic but the big guy has a big laugh and personality that he easily made friends around.
I often have small conversation with my patients every time I do my assessments. He told me one day that his spoiled Bunny is leaving him soon. I listened to him while he was recounting all their good memories, and that she just got tired of him.
I could sense the sadness in his voice… I tapped his foot and declared “we’re done here, keep checking your feet at home” when I saw he’s almost in tears.
That’s hard and difficult to ponder.
I went back to my station feeling Mufasa’s death… betrayed by Scar.
P.S. thanks Franze for the pose.